Yao Ying and her group rode their horses all night long.

Behind him was only the boundless snowfield, and the prince's pursuers did not catch up.

The next morning, they stopped to rest at a secluded mountain trail.

Xie Qing counted the troops and reported to Yao Ying: "No one is left behind."

Yao Ying nodded, took out several letters that he had written in advance, and handed them to several personal soldiers: "I have already sent letters to Liangzhou, but those letters may not be delivered safely, and even if they are delivered, no one may take them seriously. You take my letters and go to Xiaoguan, Hanguguan, Tongguan, and Liangzhou as soon as possible, find the soldiers guarding the city, and tell them to be vigilant and prepare for battle."

He took out two more letters and handed them to the other two guards. "Go directly to Jincheng, without stopping, rushing at night, to the Jincheng Governor's Mansion to find a scholar named Du Sinan, and tell him that his chance to rise to prominence and make meritorious deeds has come. If Nanchu can withdraw its troops, he will be famous all over the world!"

The guards looked at each other and asked, "What if they don't believe it?"

The princess was just a woman, and she was a princess who was married off to a distant country. Which guard would take it seriously if she suddenly sent a letter?

Yao Ying urged her soldiers to set off: "Whether they believe it or not, your letter has been delivered and they will be more vigilant. Don't delay, leave now!"

The guards were still hesitant and didn't want to leave: "Princess, our duty is to protect your safety. Other things have nothing to do with us. Now you are not out of danger yet, we can't abandon you!"

They were guards carefully selected by Li Zhongqian for Li Yaoying. They were only loyal to Li Zhongqian and the Seventh Princess. Even if the sky was about to fall, they would stay by the Seventh Princess' side.

Yao Ying raised her hand and brushed the messy hair on her temples. She had been riding all night, so her hair was disheveled and she looked frightened, but her eyes were clear and calm. "With the enemy in front of us, our country will be destroyed. You really can't tell which is more important? There is no time to waste! Let's go!"

The bodyguards exchanged glances, lowered their heads, and refused to move.

Yao Ying felt dizzy and staggered twice before standing up. "The situation is urgent now. You may not arrive safely. I am entrusting the future of the Wei Dynasty and the lives of tens of millions of people to you."

She bowed deeply to her guards.

"No matter if you live or die, you are all the most loyal warriors of the Wei Dynasty! If you can return to Chang'an alive, I will toast to you!"

In the wind and snow, her delicate body trembled slightly, looking so pitiful.

And so firm.

The guards gritted their teeth, with tears in their eyes, bowed to her, took the letter, climbed onto their horses, and rode away in a cloud of dust.

Yaoying looked at their receding backs, and the fatigue of the night came to her mind. Her hands and feet trembled slightly, and suddenly she let out a scream, and blood flowed from her lips.

"Princess!"

Xie Qing immediately picked her up.

Yaoying lay in his arms, trembling all over and vomiting blood foam several times.

The personal soldier brought a water bag, and Xie Qing fed Yaoying a few sips of water. He hurriedly wiped the blood from the corner of her lips with his sleeve, but fearing to hurt her, he pulled out his inner sleeve and gently wiped her chin.

Yao Ying paused for a moment, then struggled to stand up, leaned on the horse's back, and took a few breaths: "We can't delay... not even a moment..."

Biemutie left a day earlier than her, and she was afraid she would be late.

Yao Ying looked at the other bodyguards.

"You guys... follow them... someone has to report in each direction... whoever arrives safely first will immediately report to each checkpoint!"

The guards responded with tears in their eyes, carried her onto their horses, turned their horses around, and galloped off in different directions.

The sound of horse hooves clattered and snow mixed with mud flew all over the sky.

Finally, Yao Ying was left with only a dozen guards. Xie Qing drew his long sword and said sternly, "We can't send any more people out! Princess, we are the only ones left with you! The Yelu tribe's pursuers may catch up with us at any time!"

Yao Ying lay on the horse's back and smiled sadly: "Ah Qing... no matter how many guards are left by my side... it's all the same..."

The Yelu people could not catch up, and by the time Bemuti instigated the eldest prince to kill Yelu Khan, the warriors loyal to the old Khan and his brothers, the Yelu tribe had already been destroyed.

No, it should be said that the moment Bemu Te became the adopted son of Yelu Khan, the Yelu tribe became Bemu Te's meal.

Before, she thought that the real reason why the Yelu tribe was destroyed overnight was the greed of the eldest prince.

Only now did she understand that not only the Yelu tribe, but the entire Helan tribe would be wiped out overnight.

No one can escape.

"I can't escape." Yao Ying closed her eyes. "He has already regarded me as his prey. I can't escape."

The son of an eagle, the grandson of a wolf, the Golden Horde Northern Rong that swept across the entire grassland like a hurricane in just a few years, dominated the northwest for more than a hundred years, destroyed the royal court and the Central Plains one after another, and his influence extended from the east to the western forests and as far as the Black Sea. The man who made countless countries in the east and the west tremble had a pair of light golden eyes.

Biemutie is Haidu Aling.

The leader of the Northern Rong, who finally had no enemies after the deaths of Tanmarajiva in the Western Regions and Li Xuanzhen in the Central Plains, was a tyrant who took pleasure in killing people and led his iron cavalry to drag the Central Plains, which had been peaceful for less than three generations, into war again, and ruthlessly killed the people of the Central Plains.

Yao Ying couldn't escape from his grasp.

But she still wanted to escape at all costs.

Not only that, she also overestimated her own abilities and tried to stop Haidu Aling's plan with her tiny and weak power.

She didn't know how to lead troops in battle and didn't know how to deploy troops. She was just a weak woman with only a few dozen personal soldiers around her. She couldn't stop Haidu Aling.

Then let those who can stop him do so!

Central Plains is her native land, her hometown, where her mother, her brother, countless ordinary people who long for peace like her, and strangers who once reached out to help her when she was in danger.

May the times be peaceful and prosperous, with clear rivers and peaceful seas.

May the landscape be picturesque, peaceful and happy.

The peace in the Central Plains was won by tens of thousands of heroes and martyrs, and by righteous men like Xie Wuliang who had the world in their hearts. It should not be trampled upon and destroyed so quickly.

She wants to go back and reunite with her brother.

Yao Ying took a deep breath and continued to command her soldiers: "You also go to Jincheng... Haidu Aling must have blocked the east-west roads... You must be careful to hide your tracks on the road... Ride as fast as you can... Don't delay..."

The guards looked at each other, but before they could say anything, Yao Ying's eyelids became heavier and heavier, her body swayed, and she was about to fall off her horse.

Xie Qing rushed forward, mounted the horse, and hugged Yao Ying.

Yao Ying was groggy and tugged at his sleeve: "Go to Liangzhou... tell... tell Li Xuanzhen... Haidu A Ling is here..."

Xie Qing hummed softly, "Princess, you have already sent many people, someone will be able to find the prince."

From the moment the man with the alias Biemutie left the tribe, the princess began to find ways to send the message, and she tried every method she could think of.

Now, she should consider her own situation.

Yao Ying's breath was weak and she passed out.

She had hardly slept in the past half month, and she ran all night last night. She couldn't stand such hardship.

Xie Qing lowered his head, spread out his cloak, and gently wrapped Yao Ying around him.

He glanced at the remaining guards: "Apart from the Yelu people, we don't know how many Northern Rong soldiers are behind us, and the east may also be blocked... There is no way to retreat, the road ahead is difficult. What we are about to face is not a tribe or a group of warriors, but an army of tens of thousands of people, cavalry sweeping across the grassland. You can find your own way."

The guards clenched their fists and shouted angrily, "Do you think you, Xie Qing, are the only one who is loyal and courageous? We will not abandon the princess! At worst, we will die!"

"Yes! We all swore to protect the princess, even if it means death. If you want to leave, go ahead!"

"Very good." Xie Qing nodded and covered the sleeping Yao Ying with his robe to protect her from the cold wind. "Let's send the princess back to the Central Plains."

No matter how many enemies we face or how many hardships we have to go through.

He wants to send the princess home.

Changfeng called out, and the personal soldiers silently climbed onto their horses and followed Xie Qing.

The snowfield was endless and the wind was howling.

They escorted the sleeping Seventh Princess and embarked on the journey back to the East.

The author has something to say: Since the last chapter did not explain why Xiao Qi ran away, I stayed up late to add another chapter.